"Wake up?"

Yu Lan's eyelids moved, and he heard the voice of ink before he opened his eyes.

She leaned on Mo Wen and nodded.

"Do you have anything else to prepare?" Mo Wen picked her up and asked, stroking the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears.

Yu Lan shook her head. She didn't want to talk when she just woke up. She narrowed her eyes and hummed twice.

"Then let's go."

Picking up the backpack that he didn't know when to pack, Mo Wen picked her up and walked towards the door.

"Boss." as soon as he saw the ink coming out, Qu Yaoyao immediately said. He didn't know how long he stood at the door.

"Where's Zhang Xin?" Mo Wen looked at Qu Yao's back.

"He seems to have a fever," said Qu Yaoyao. "The wounds on his legs are infected, but they are all powers. It doesn't matter."

"Give him this." he took out some leaves from the blue belt and handed them to Qu Yaoyao. The ink said faintly, "his motorcycle belongs to me."

"... HMM." looking at the crumpled leaves in his hand, Qu Yaoyao took a swipe at the corners of his mouth, "do Zhang Xin and I want to go back?"

"You can also stay here," said Mo Wen after looking at her. "If you can find food."

Isn't that what you said the same as what you didn't say? What food is there in this place of death except a lot of zombies?

Qu Yaoyao pulled the corners of his mouth, stepped back and watched Mo Wen pass in front of her. He opened his mouth and said nothing.

She turned and walked to Zhang Xin's room. She picked up the leaf and stuffed it into Zhang Xin's mouth without saying a word.

Zhang Xin rolled his eyes and almost choked on the broken leaf.

"This thing is still a little useful." looking at Zhang Xin with a red face and a cough, Qu Yaoyao smiled solemnly.

"Bah." he kicked Qu Yaoyao, and Zhang Xin's face smelled bitterly, "I can't accept the taste many times."

"But its energy can make you more comfortable." lift Zhang Xin's trouser legs and Qu Yaoyao stares at his wound. "You see, the rotten place has begun to fall off."

It's hot and stuffy these days. The wound is very easy to be infected and inflamed, even the powers are no exception.

"It's really useful." Zhang Xin also looked at his wound and took two more leaves from Qu Yaoyao and put them in his mouth.

"I mean, the boss is a good man." Qu Yaoyao sat by Zhang Xin's bed and smiled with his chin. "As long as you are still useful, he won't let you die."

"This is also called a good man..." Zhang Xin resisted the desire to roll his eyes. "Where is Mr. Mo now? I'll go to him to thank him."

"He has gone." Qu Yaoyao said calmly.

"Where have you been?" Zhang Xin didn't react for a moment.

"Back to the league."

Listening to Qu Yaoyao's indifferent voice, Zhang Xin's face was dull for two seconds, and then suddenly jumped up and was about to jump under the bed.

"Why don't you call me when he's gone? Let's go together!"

"Your motorcycle has been taken away by the boss. How can we go with him." looking at Zhang Xin's flustered appearance in his coat, Qu Yaoyao tilted his head, "you'd better recover from your injury now. I'm afraid we have to go back."

"... Mr. Mo rode the motorcycle away?" Zhang Xin's face was completely numb.

"That's right." Qu Yaoyao patted his palm and fully presented the essence of his pig teammates. "The boss exchanged leaves for your motorcycle. It doesn't take advantage of you."

"It hasn't taken advantage of me yet. I'm still a wounded man!" he snapped angrily. "Good shit, he's a vicious capitalist! Take my food for nothing and rob my motorcycle!"

"The boss was changed openly." Qu Yaoyao hummed obliquely to Zhang Xin, "it was Yu Lan's zombie who robbed you of your food."

"..." looking down at the rotten leaves in his hand, Zhang Xin burst into a rude remark, "I bah, it's the same!"

……

"Knock knock."

Standing in the heavily guarded research department, Yu Ruoshui knocked at the front door.

"Come in."

Yu jueying's voice sounded faintly.

Yu Ruoshui pushed the door in and looked at Yu jueying standing at his desk and smiled, "Dad."

"Shuishui, you're coming." Yu jueying's cold face softened at the sight of Yu Ruoshui.

"Dad, I just want to ask why you sent Chen Bojun to the forest of death?"

"What's the problem?" Yu jueying smiled and patted Yu Ruoshui on the shoulder. "How are you training these days? Have you advanced?"

"Don't digress, Dad." Yu Ruoshui Jiao said angrily, hugging Yu jueying's arm and laughing, "tell me quickly?"

"Do you want to know?" Yu jueying sat on the leather chair behind him, turning over the documents in front of him with his free hand.

"I really want to know." Yu Ruoshui smiled at Yu jueying.

"Then you have to promise me to stay in the south for a while and not go anywhere." Yu jueying said softly.

"This..." Yu Ruoshui looked hesitant.

"I won't say anything if I don't promise."

"Well, well, I can't promise you yet." he sighed and stood next to Jue Ying. Yu Ruoshui said helplessly, "come on, Dad."

"He went to the forest of death to find something." Yu jueying looked at the document in front of him, turned it over and said casually, "find the key."

"What key?" Yu Ruoshui's eyes flashed a dark light.

"I don't know that." Yu jueying's expression also looked more serious. "Kamil told me."

"It was him." Yu Ruoshui lowered his eyes and thought quietly.

"What's the problem?" Yu jueying raised her eyes and asked softly when she noticed the abnormality of Yu Ruoshui.

"No more." Yu Ruoshui shook his head and smiled after thinking about it. "By the way, Dad, I want to tell you good news."

"What?"

"I'm advanced," Yu Ruoshui said with a happy smile, "I've successfully advanced to level 3."

"Worthy of being my daughter!" Yu jueying's eyes were stained with smile lines. He looked up at Yu Ruoshui, and his muddy eyes were full of pride.

"I'm my father's only daughter. Of course, I'd better cheer up." Yu Ruoshui smiled and waved his hand to leave. "Well, I've finished asking. Go on with your work."

"Go ahead and train well," Yu jueying whispered. "The future of the south depends on you."

Standing at the door, Yu Ruoshui suddenly looked back and said with a smile, "by the way, Dad, brother, he has been locked up for three months. It should be enough to say punishment?"

"Do you want to plead for him?" Yu jueying thought of the unfilial son, and there was little smile left on his face. "It's good that the villain died. It's only been closed for a few months. Let him have a long memory!"